Posted April 28th 2003
Hello again my foolish friends. I'm coming to you this week as always from
high atop Mt. Elmore (in southern New England) where a few years back, in the
midst of a financially 'flush' period, the Fools Mansion was built.
As I sit here at the computer in the spacious library (adjacent to the aviary
and within stumbling distance of the indoor miniature golf course) I'm reminded
of how fortunate we've been over the years. And it's mainly due to you fans
who've stuck by us through the thickest and leanest of years.
From Richie’s unfortunate brushes with the law (I still think it was a
stretch for the D.A. to call that last venture a 'pyramid' scheme).
To Leo’s many rehab stints, to Stacey’s gambling binges and convenient
memory lapses, to Joe’s 5 marriages (4 of them to the same woman)
You've been there with Band-Aid’s and hanky’s (and occasional legal
advice).
It's as if you've been saying to us "Go on you knuckleheads, live your
crazy rock star lives to the fullest-squeeze them until the last drop of juice-like
stuff comes out of them, and we'll be there for you—just remember to write
a song about it after." And we did !
If our part of the bargain was to careen through life like a burning ambulance
(one with a well stocked bar and a buxom driver) and then write a song about
it, I think we've lived up to it.
Our song titles read like a nuthouse on wheels, from 'Life Sucks' to 'I Shot
Santa in My Underwear.' And yet while there were moments we'd all like to forget
(my short lived role as Little Timmy on 'Days of our Lives') there were also
tender moments (who can forget Joe Holaday’s tearful Grammy acceptance
speech when he won the Comeback Bass Player of the Year award).
And the one constant through it all was baseball,... oh sorry wrong movie, the
one constant has, of course, been you fans. You've put up with line-up changes
and bad spelling (and let's not forget my obsession with parentheses). You've
suffered through late record releases and ill-conceived ideas (my "everyone
send me a dollar and I'll tell you what it's like to be rich" idea leaps
to
mind). And yet still you stay with us. It's indeed humbling and inspiring at
the same time.
But you wonder how long we can continue. Well I'm here to tell you that as long
as there's a stupid song to be written - we'll be there. As long as there's
a cheap laugh to be had and a cold beer to be drunk we'll be there to have that
laugh and drink that beer. And if it gets messy at times so be it. Hopefully
someone else will have to clean it up.
-----adios amigos—Mike
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